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| Dash was the first of many loyal little ones that came to serve me. When she first arrived, she dashed across the bed and hence was dubbed "Dash" the mighty hamster. To the right is a shot of her infamous dashing ability. |
| Soon after her rambunctious arrival, however, Dash fell into a deep sleep on Mommy's tummy. I thought for a moment that she might be dead. But alas, she lived on. |
| Dash gets to live in a really cool house. She likes to hide in the tubes and luckily for all of us, she uses the litter box. |
| Dash likes to get into mischief. She just has to be careful not to get her long hair caught in anything in the process. You should see her tufts in person! I think I should like to braid them someday. |
| Oh! Who's pretty darn adorable? I'd say it's this Dash one. |
| Dash |